The Sereni-Tree: Flight of the Firefly
POSTED BY: PsychicRiver
UPDATED: Monday, October 10, 2005 01:48
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*Upon hearing the Sereni-TREE is safe from the Reavers, jake7 lets go of the guns and whoops with joy. She heads to the common room for a much needed drink*
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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.
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*After his shower, PR wanders into the common room.*
Hey, Jake!
Im in the mood to watch something, but I don't know what. You got any ideas?
PsychicRiver
"Two by two, hands of blue." 
"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
"I swallowed a bug."
Summer Glau to me - "You are so photogenic."
Me - 
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*the large white mecha slams its palms together. As they pull slowly apart, a dark energy swirls, distorting the image of the white mecha behind it. The hands continue to spread apart to their farmost point, palms still inward. A click comes over the comm.*
Magnadeus! Gravity Drive: Engage! SereniTREE: follow mode!
*Icons on the control panel wink to life all on their own. The ominous humming of the Gravity Drive in SereniTREE's Engineering deck resonates throughout the surrounding parts of the ship. Suddenly, the white mecha's palms shoot outward. The energy gathered in front of the mecha expands outward in a sphere, melding with similar energy coming from SereniTREE. The world around them becomes a visual negative of what it should be, then flashing white, then the negative of a section of space. The sphere collapses revealing space all around, the Destiny's Shadow can be seen off at a distance. Around the SereniTREE and Magnadeus is a measure of dirt and many floating bodies. Somestill wriggling, somehow surviving the drop into and back out of the 4th dimension.*
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Chief Engineer - USS SereniTREE
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Whoa! What the hell was that?
*the ship shakes again*
Okay, something seriously strange is going on outside. I'm guessing more injuries on the way. Right, well, best get busy with the current ones then.
*enters main cargo bay*
What do we have here? Ribs? Okay, here's the bad news: I can't cure broken ribs. The good: they heal by themselves. I can give you something for the pain and strap you up but try not to get yourselves kicked there in the near future, all right?
Fishie, look at me. Okay, follow my finger. Do you know what day it is? Who's President of the Verse? That's right, it's Malicious, well done. I don't think you're badly concussed, just a bit shaken. Try to take things easy for the next couple of days.
*ships shakes again*
Yeah, silly thought really. Piffle, watch out for bluefishie will you?
*stares out of porthole to try to see what is going on. Can't see anything but still carries on staring into the black*
What? Sorry, I was a million miles away. Oh, you're welcome. No thanks necessary. I'm a doctor.
*stares out of porthole again*
I'm supposed to help people.
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*lissa pops up from wherever she is and shouts "BOO!" She then smacks twg's shoulder with a plastic lobster and 
es ath.*
~lissa, retired spwhore
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*twg thinks she feels someone hit her shoulder...but no one is behind her on the Admiral Nelson..other than Jayne brushing her hair again*
Well folks, I'm glad we figured out why you're here, but where are Emma and Rat? That's the big question....
*twg plots a course for Horbrunwiguese in hopes of tracking Emma's vodka radar*
*she looks out into the black....*
*Jayne hits her head* Wha? *she turns to Jayne*
I said, Mal is asking for ME...What do I tell her?
*she's still looking..* I'll get her back to the tree when I'm able.
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"...turn right at the corner then skip two blocks...no, SKIP, the hopping-like thing kids do...Why? Why not?"
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Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
Mal-licious: Last seen admonishing Cozen from the comfort of her deluxe vibrating massage chair.
Really, is there ANY other way to admonish? I don't think so.
Mal-licious
I'm going to add cursing and the hurling about of things to my repertoire.
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Quote:
Originally posted by SimonWho:
Who's President of the Verse? That's right, it's Malicious, well done.
Hey, a promotion! I thought I was queen of the 'verse and ran the ThisLand bank. Oh, well, a raise is a raise!
Do I get an intern??
Mal-licious
I'm going to add cursing and the hurling about of things to my repertoire.
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*is very happy about the rescue by Piffle, but doesn't know where she is anymore*
^by my friend Yoko, an interprentation of me
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